Get Looney

[Verse 1] Let’s get looney like Mr. Bugs Bunny Go on and shake your ass with Mr. Loves Money Tell me that you’re young hun I really like your bun buns Mr. K. Sleezy has a thing for the young ones Let’s dance away the night girl it might go slow, it might go fast I like to watch you dance girl cause I really like your ass I take a wild guess why every girl calls me psychopath Maybe it’s cause I like to wear lipstick on my Michael mask So come on girl pucker up for Ms. Myers I don’t diss rappers baby girl I diss liars The ones who like to say that they’re all about the music When they’re all about the money and they’re fake I just lose it Guards in the asylum turn on a tight beat Cause they know I start dancing and I can’t control my feet I start to shake my booty and I start getting hot That’s how Mr. K. Sleezy ends up getting caught [Hook] This beat right here makes me want to shake my booty Just get up and dance I don’t mean to sound fruity Come on girl don’t act like a nooby Stand up with me and let’s get looney [Verse 2] You can keep your pants on, Imma take my pants off We don’t have to dance long, we’ll just have a dance off Once you play the damn song, I can take my hands off My butt cheeks and I let them clap ‘til I can’t cough I got some jiggy in my system and my butt won’t stop Get on your knees little slut don’t talk What the hell are you doing, get your hands off my zipper I just said get on your knees so I can feel bigger Look security guards while I’m jamming on camera Rocking out big like Hannah Montana Feeling like a pop star, flashy like a cop’s car Healing crazy minds that rely on me like OnStar Damn baby girl I think I’m starting to feel hungry Go pick me up some sushi and get it with your money I’d get it myself, but there is no chance in Hell that I can get myself to stop dancing [Hook] [Verse 3] I crank that Soulja Boy while I try to sip pop Put the can up to my lips, but then a drip drop Everybody always want to say shit talk I think superman’s here to save hip hop But I could be wrong though it wouldn’t be the first time Like when I got yelled at for making up that nurse rhyme I think it kinda went a little something like this What, you thought I was actually gon’ tell you? Going crazy in my cell getting wild and tearing sheets I’ll kick you in the forehead while I’m wearing cleats Leave you with a bruise the size of D. Prince I think I just made a fat joke, gee wiz Kids look up to me like I belong on Nick Junior Parents sick of Dora I can make you sick sooner Want to see a magic trick (ok) I can make your kid disappear (no wait) [Hook]